I Either Need Waterproof Mascara or a Therapist

I suppose it has just been one of those days. Or even just one of those weekends. Because when I think about it, I have cried at least once each of these past three days. I’m not sure what my problem is. But it isn’t very pretty. Maybe it’s some sort of hormonal imbalance. I [...] [...]

If I fall into the refrigerated case trying to reach a turkey somebody call for help

So this is what I’ve become. Once the poster child of having things ready ahead of schedule, I’m now the woman that waits until two days before Thanksgiving to do all the grocery shopping for a major meal. A meal that she is hosting complete with a bird big enough for 10 (which is around [...] [...]